Tokyo, the second time. Another round with the fish market!

The hotel were we stayed the second time in Tokyo was only a couple of blocks from the first hotel. So it had more or less the same view:


It did have some interesting "Hidden Atrium Art" however. you could see this while waiting to grab an elevator from your floor, but nowhere else:


And we just couldn't stay away from the Fish Market!

The truth is that we wanted to get Doreen a "Hello Kitty in the Fish Market" T-shirt. But they didn't have her size in the style she wanted. So we ended up with no Hello Kitties at all.


The cut frozen tunas with a band saw. They had "no photo" signs everywhere around here. But I took pictures anyway.


Shellfish:


Needle fish:


Tuna eyes:


Yellowtail:


and, incongruously, bacon!


These little LP gas powered movers were everywhere. On the T-Shirt Doreen wanted, Hello Kitty was driving one of these things:


The have plenty of rules at the fish market:

No Pets. No Strollers. No Sandals. No Tour Guides.


No Big Luggage. No Smoking.


No Drunks.

I can understand all those restrictions. The fish market was a happening place. A dangerous, active, industrial, happening place.